Dear Stef, The Only Way I Know to Let Go...

Dear Stef, The Only Way I Know to Let Go...

Dear Stef,

When I read your letter to me last week, my heart swirled with a flood emotions. Ok, so maybe I do have a few more years on you, sister, but more years haven’t made saying goodbye any easier for this fragile-hearted mama. They’ve just given me more practice.

As I read along, following the beat of your heart with every word you’d written, one phrase kept playing over and over in my head… 

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Retraining My Brain: Growing in Chastity

Retraining My Brain: Growing in Chastity

If you’ve read my most recent blogs, you know I’m in the middle of a dream remodeling project taking place in my home. When our general contractor recently texted me, however, that the downstairs toilet was leaking water just inches away from 1,000 square feet of newly installed hardwood floors - I thought I was living a nightmare.

Naturally, I hissed a big four letter word (that’s slightly stronger than), “CRAP!”...

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Something Greater

Something Greater

My husband and I sat side-by-side in the counselor’s office. I had scheduled the appointment to get some guidance about a nagging concern I had for one of our kids.

Kurt agreed to go, even though he didn’t really feel my same level of concern - which is pretty much the story of our marriage. He’s “Mr. chill and laid back”; and me, well, I worry enough for the both of us...

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Story of Seasons

Story of Seasons

As we drove to church this past Good Friday, a few of my kids grumbled in the car, “I still don’t understand why we have to go to church again. Today is our day off - I just want to do something FUN!”

Their complaints continued with heavy sighs, “We literally just went last night (Holy Thursday), and we’re going again on Sunday, so why can’t we just skip today?”...

 

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Renovating a Mother's Heart - Part II

Renovating a Mother's Heart - Part II

My life’s a mess.

Literally.

I, along with my husband and four young kids, have survived our second full week of our massive home remodel. If you remember from Renovating a Mother’s Heart - Part I, this project includes gutting and remodeling our entire downstairs. We’re talking the whole enchilada - floors, counters, cabinets, paint, and a dozen other custom projects...

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Stand in Wonder

Stand in Wonder

The tension was growing between us - between me and that strong, firstborn son of mine.  

As a young mom I was hardest on him, because he was my first. I could see myself projecting my own destructive perfectionism onto that precious boy, and I hated it. The bar was too high, and it had to come down. This was not the mom I wanted to be, and I knew something had to change.

I knew I needed to change; I just wasn’t sure how... 

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Getting Started Made Simple

Getting Started Made Simple

But, how do I start my MPC? Where do I begin?  

In the four years I have owned my Mother’s Prayer Companion, I have personally gifted it to more than a dozen friends. I have shared my testimony of how it has transformed my life with dozens more. And for the past year, I have passionately worked to spread the MPC’s mission of empowering mamas to pray for their families. I am continually in awe of all the women I’ve encountered who have grabbed a hold of this mission and are so deeply committed to being a prayer warrior for their families.

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Dare to Love His Weakness

Dare to Love His Weakness

A few weeks ago I was sorting through one of those huge piles of miscellaneous papers - that had grown wildly out of control and I’d hidden away in the corner of a closet.  Kids’ artwork, letters and cards, photos, articles, bill statements, random notes - you name it, it was in there. Lots of junk to be tossed, but countless jewels to be treasured too - I just dreaded the task of going through it all. As I did, I found a little piece of paper upon which I had scribbled down this quote…

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His New Wife

His New Wife

Give my husband a new wife, and let it be me.

I read that line again. Then I closed the book and set it aside. My stomach was in knots.

I first prayed these powerful words two years ago. I had chosen The Power of a Praying Wife by Stormie Omartian as my book to focus on during Lent. Of the thirty one chapters and all the prayers contained in that book, it was the first chapter that wrecked me. The chapter entitled His Wife.

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You Alone

You Alone

I met my husband in a bar after work. His tie loosened, rocking some trendy aviator sunglasses, there was no way not to notice him. Oh, and that smile and those dimples. Wait. Was he wearing Old Navy flip flops with dress slacks?!

Yes. Yes, he was. And I married that man a year later--Old Navy flip flops and all!

Ok, so the bar we met in was actually at a church gathering called Theology on Tap. (and BTW this was not a singles group!) But depending on who’s asking, I might say I met Chris in a bar, or through church... both of which are true! ...

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Freedom from the Lies

Freedom from the Lies

“Mommy, sometimes I hear these voices in my head, and I can’t get them out. I just wish they would go away! Please mom, can you make them stop?!”

These are the real words, cried out in tears, from one of my daughters. Not just once, but several times. I’m SO THANKFUL I’ve had the courage to be real with myself and with God about my own voices; the lies on the tape that play in my own head.  Because otherwise I would have been lost, with no idea how to help my child.

I pray you can be real about this too.  I pray you will have the courage to fight for the freedom God wants you to have from these lies, so that you can teach your precious children how to do the same...

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Real Girls Aren't Perfect

Real Girls Aren't Perfect

“Real girls aren’t perfect; perfect girls aren’t real.”  - Barbie

About five years ago, I found these words written with a dry erase marker on my daughter’s bathroom mirror. She was in middle school at the time.  I was shocked.

My first thought was, Barbie really said that? Miss Perfect herself? Who knew she had it in her!

My second thought was, My daughter wrote this on her mirror?  Written out in her fun, girly handwriting, those words spoke volumes to me about what she was wrestling with inside.  And I found a sense of relief and peace knowing she had staked herself in this truth - enough to write it on her mirror, where she would see it every day. It stayed there for months...

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No Flaw in Me

No Flaw in Me

“You are altogether beautiful; and there is no flaw in you.”  Song of Song 4:7

Up until a few years ago, I had never heard this scripture.  Now I cling to it; not just for me, but for the husband and children I love and fight for. 

When I first stumbled upon these words from Song of Songs, I was so intrigued. I felt like I had discovered a precious jewel.  And just like you might hold a jewel in your hands, mesmerized by its beauty and brilliance, I held these words in my heart – captivated by what they might mean for me…

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